Cleaning Schmeaning

Here is how my life seems to go much of the time:

I spent a lot of time this weekend cleaning my kitchen ceiling to floor and everything in between (including the catches under the stove burners!). While I was on a role, I decided to clean the downstairs bathroom in the same manner. After that, I figured the mop was out, so why not clean all the floors in the house?! I swept and mopped every floor in my house except for my roommates' rooms. It sparkled and shone, and there was not a speck of dust or crumbs or whatever else one finds on the floor. As a matter of fact, last night I was walking barefoot all over the place just relishing the cleanliness of my living space. 

Bubble Dishes!

Beautiful kitchen, shiny and clean

Then, today I walked into the house for lunch, and there were pieces of plaster E V E R Y W H E R E. Plaster dust and footprints coating my stairs that I had just days before so diligently cared for. Plaster chunks all over my downstairs hall. Workmen upstairs and downstairs snaking pipes and such through the walls, sopping up water in the hallway, and removing pieces of my ceiling. My beautiful, spotless masterpiece had transformed into something more closely resembling a war zone. Heartbroken.

The pipes in our upstairs bathroom do not drain, and so a request to the landlord turned into a visit from a plumber which turned into the discovery of more serious pipe issues. I'm glad everything will be in tip top shape as far as flushing water out of our plumbing is concerned. Now if only there were a house cleaning fairy that followed... Looks like there is more quality time with a mop in my future.

Love always!

Ps, I'm trying out a new pool tonight! The pool in my neighborhood has a busted heater (NOT awesome when it's freezing outside), so I'm venturing further away to a pool that is way better anyway. I'm nervous. It's like starting a new class. Will I be able to find it? What if it's busier than I'm used to? What if all the other people are better than me? Wish me luck!